I don’t really know what I’m doing. Truth be told, I’ve never really understood blogging. However, there’s only so many times I can be told to start one, by so many different people, before I decide to traverse the unknown waters and jump on board. So, welcome! Be patient, I’m a little crazy, and I might just not make sense sometimes.
Long story short (I promise you’ll get more details – or is it deets? – as we go along) – I’m a mom. I have two boys, ages 5 and 2. My 5 year old, Kaleb (AKA The Monster Man) was diagnosed with autism 2 years ago. 30 hours after my second son, Mason (AKA The Mini Monster) was born as a matter of fact. Mason is on his way to an evaluation as well.
Before you go any further – if you pity me in any way I will cyber punch you right out of this site. I don’t want pity, I don’t need it. My life is insane, hectic, and induces a good deal of hair-pulling moments. But it’s fun, it’s unique, and well, even though I’ll go grey early, you won’t even notice once you see the laugh lines that are sure to be etched in my face. So no pity. No “I feel sorry for you”, no “I could never do what you do”, just sit back, and enjoy the ride.
I’ve been using Facebook as a way to vent for years – evidently it was time for an upgrade, so here we are. I suppose I’ll just start off where I was on there, and work my way around. Or something like that. We’ll see. Welcome to the Rabbit Hole my friends – you’re about to be introduced to some very interesting characters.
A glimpse into my evening:
Had a 30 minute fight with Kaleb because he wanted bread for dinner – just bread, not a sandwich or even toast – just plain bread. I finally convinced him to have bread with his pasta (only he didn’t actually eat the pasta). Mason ate half of his food, realize I’d left the box of Christmas tree ornaments unattended, put his plate on the floor for the dog and took off to snatch as many bulbs as he could before running into his room, closing the gate, turning off the light, and yelling “Nigh-night!” I decided that is SO not going to work this time, so (after chasing the dog away from Mason’s plate) I took them back. Now he’s gone all Godzilla on the house and his brother. Kaleb (while hiding from Mason next to my desk) said “Mommy, why did you make Mason go crazy skates?” *sigh* Shoulda just let the kid have another armful of bulbs.
Fun Fact: Mason is obsessed with balls – we have got bins and buckets of balls all over this house. He basically went berserk when he saw the bin of Christmas Bulbs that I took out of the attic. He’s already managed to make off with one handful, using the same ploy as he did this evening. I let it go then. Probably should have let it go tonight too